~Aleksey’s Point of View~   “Alexandra you’ve been at Robert’s for three damn days, I am ordering you to come home. Bring him with you, I’ll have some fucking words with him while I’m at it,” I barked into the phone.  They were taking advantage of the fact that I couldn’t leave the house and it pissed me off to no end.  “This is NOT up for discussion! Do you want me to send people to bring you here? Yeah? Well if you are not standing in front of me in thirty minutes I will send a team to get you, period,” I said, hanging up. “Will you really,” Mickey laughed. “Yeah, I’m about fucking to that point,” I said, pissed off. Emilia told me she thought someth

~Two Months Later~ ~Robert’s Point of View~ “But why do you even want to stall the trial, I mean let’s get a fucking move on,” Mickey whined.“I don’t want to stall it, but it is going to be expected that we do certain things,” Aleksey said.They’d already filed several different motions and had many back and forths with the DA’s office. I didn’t see the point in putting things off either. They both had to be tired as fuck of sitting at home. I had only been living in the house for two months but Alex and I snuck off to my place every chance we got.“Come on bro, you don’t want your pup to come and you can’t even go to th

~Alexandra’s Point of View~ Finding books about she-wolves pregnancies was a lot harder than it should be. We’re just expected to know this shit, apparently. While we didn’t have a lot of the hardcore problems that humans had … nausea, morning sickness, heartburn … we still struggled with some stuff. The heartburn thing was in full affect for me and I’d never experienced it before. I immediately started seeing a dietician to discover if there was a certain way I could eat to avoid it. Their solution? To just take a pill everyday. Well that simply won’t do. Werewolves in general do not like taking human pills. We will if we need to but we avoid it whenever possible.After a long day at the club watching the boys in the gym, then shopping for baby things

~Aleksey’s Point of View~   “The prosecution will now begin with their opening statement,” the judge said.  All eyes turned to the assistant district attorney, who had to be nervous as fuck. I certainly didn’t envy his situation, but I was in too much shit of my own to be very concerned. Also, I had to tell myself he volunteered for this.  Trying to keep the streets calm and my defenders away from the ADA while we were prepping for trial had been quite a task. Old Ronald of all people was running point on it for me, he didn’t understand why I insisted everyone bark into the sky cries of foul when I wanted no action taken. But he was being a good solider and following orders. He ensured that Gabe, the judge and the jury were never in any real danger. I had also paid off the rest of the tab a

~Emilia’s Point of View~   I seriously couldn’t believe how badly the case was going for the prosecution, and surely everyone else had to be noticing as well. How can you really charge murder when you have no motive and no murder weapon tying everything together? I’ve seen enough crime TV to know those are very important things. I strolled into the courtroom and sat on the bench behind my mate. There was a new guy sitting with the ADA and I didn’t like that one bit. “Mr. Flanagan to what do we owe this honor,” the judge asked. My eyes darted to the lawyer who rose. “I will be taking over the remainder of the case your honor,” Mr. Flanagan said. My heart sank and